After Ji Zheng said this, Meng Wu's face changed suddenly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, he knew the inside story of the year!

Ji Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave Zhang Xu a look and asked him to go out first and wait outside the door, put his legs down, raised his hand and knocked on the table: "Sit down and say!" ”

When it comes to serious things, Ji Zheng's expression looks extremely cold, no longer that kind of arrogant ruffian, but creepy and violent.

Lanxiang Pavilion caught fire, and dozens of lives were burned.

The corpses were cleaned out and turned black, so that they could not be seen in their original faces, not even men and women.

The stinky, narcissistic, and flamboyant girls in the pavilion who like to dress themselves up in a fancy way have left this world in the ugliest posture.

On the seventh day after Lanxiang Pavilion was burned, Ji Zheng dreamed of those girls, they were still so beautiful and beautiful in the dream, calling him Erlang one by one, and then that call turned into a terrible cry and scream.

They asked him for help, but he couldn't move, couldn't help, could only watch them die in the fire, and finally, those voices turned into a curse: Erlang, kill the murderer, he will not die well!

Later, Ji Zheng bought Lanxiang Pavilion to rebuild, some people said that he was eating human blood steamed hair and making a windfall, and he was not afraid of those female ghosts pestering him, but he didn't know that he had been secretly investigating the cause of the fire.

He was entrusted by those unjust souls to give them justice!

It's just that he was fledgling back then, his words and deeds were restricted everywhere, and the people in Lanxiang Pavilion were all dead, so he spent a lot of effort, but the clues he found were very limited.

Unlike now, the witnesses are bumping into him one by one.

Meng Wu's face turned pale, and he sat down uneasily, and Ji Zheng raised his hand to pour him a cup of tea.

Meng Wu took a sip of it, the tea was cold, and after drinking it, the whole person was excited, but the fire that was enough to devour everything appeared in front of him.

It's miserable......

"It was past that night, and I should have gone home and gone to bed by the time I finished my report, but that day I suddenly had a leg cramp and fell, and the lantern fell to the ground and went out, and I was thinking that I was unlucky, when a carriage suddenly passed in front of me."

This overlapped with Luhua's, and Ji Zheng asked at the right time: "Are there any signs on the carriage?" ”

"No, it was dark and the carriage was so fast that I couldn't see anything." Meng Wu shook his head, this point conflicted with what Lu Hua said before.

Ji Zheng lowered his eyes, raised his hand and gently rubbed the tip of his nose.

Compared with the two, Meng Wu's words are obviously more convincing, since he is the one who wants to set fire to the murder, how can anyone be stupid enough to reveal his identity for fear that others will not see it?

Meng Wu didn't know what Ji Zheng was thinking, and continued to state: "After the warlord melee, although Hengcheng did not have the same strict curfew as before, it was also very abnormal to drive around the city in the future, I walked forward in the direction where the carriage came, and saw a fire coming out of the Lanxiang Pavilion, and the fire was not very big at that time......

Speaking of this, Meng Wu became nervous, cold sweat broke out in his palms, and he squeezed the empty teacup tightly.

When he found out that Lanxiang Pavilion was on fire, the fire was not very big, and if he had called someone to put out the fire at that time, maybe that tragedy would not have happened.

Ji Zheng paused in his hand, took out a cigarette and match from his pocket and threw it to Meng Wu.

Meng Wu was a little flattered when he saw this new cigarette for the first time, he lit the cigarette with trembling hands, took a hard breath, choked and coughed violently, his eyes were red, and he said in a dumb voice: "Thank you!" ”

Ji Zheng was not interested in his thanks, stared at him with a cold face, and his voice was wrapped in ice: "Why didn't you find someone to put out the fire?" ”

Why?

Over the years, Meng Wu has also kept asking himself this question in his heart, at that time, why did he become dumb and didn't make a sound!

"At first, the fire was not big, I thought that someone in Lanxiang Pavilion should find out, and then got up to put out the fire, so I waited outside for a while." Meng Wu couldn't remember exactly how long he had been waiting, but by the time he realized something was wrong, the fire had already grown big.

The firelight jumped from the courtyard on the first floor to the second floor, Meng Wu didn't hear anyone crying inside, and the entire Lanxiang Pavilion was not angry at all, only the crackling sound of the fire licking the wood.

"Later, I realized that something was wrong, ran over to take a look, and smelled a strong smell of tung oil in the air, and then I knew that someone deliberately set the fire, and the murderer was probably in the carriage just now."

"At this time, you can also find someone to put out the fire!"

Ji Zheng reminded in a deep voice, the hand on his lap unconsciously clenched into a fist, and the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged up, restraining the manic depression surging in his chest.

Although the matter had long been a foregone conclusion, after hearing Meng Wu's narration, he still couldn't be completely calm.

Meng Wu's hands trembled uncharacteristically, and he trembled for a long time before he stuffed the cigarette into his mouth.

"Tung oil fuels combustion, and it was too late to find someone to put out the fire at that time."

Meng Wu sighed, his head hung slightly, and finally cut out the secret that had been buried in his heart for many years: "No one knows how the fire in Lanxiang Pavilion burned, with Zhao Deshan and the temperament of the mud, if all the people in the pavilion are dead, in the end, in order to close the case, they will definitely find a substitute ghost, I ...... I don't want to be the ghost! ”

He was born in Hengcheng and grew up in Hengcheng, and he has seen too much darkness in this world, and at that juncture, he can only think about things in the worst place.

Even if Zhao Deshan doesn't arrest him as a substitute for the dead ghost, the real murderer behind him will probably find a way to kill him.

It's not worth thinking about putting yourself in for a group of people who have no hope of survival.

So that night, he finally chose to be silent, and watched the wine-colored Lanxiang Pavilion collapse and die little by little in the flames.

If this is the end of the matter, he may have a few days of nightmares, but when he was about to turn away, a man covered in fire stumbled out of the Orchid Pavilion.

The man rolled on the ground several times to extinguish the fire on her body, and she knelt on the ground and looked at Lan Xiangge, and let out a hoarse and unpleasant sob, because of the pain of being burned, and because of great sadness.

There are still people alive in the cabinet, and if he just called, maybe he could save more!

This realization made Meng Wu panic all of a sudden, he didn't dare to step forward, and subconsciously turned around and ran.

In the next few days, Meng Wu took sick leave and didn't go to work, and every time he heard the people around him talking about Lanxiang Pavilion, he would break out in a cold sweat.

Zhao Deshan really failed to find out the real culprit as Meng Wu expected, and finally closed the case as an unsolved case, and there was no follow-up, and later, he heard that Ji Zheng had rebuilt Lanxiang Pavilion, and this matter was finally overturned.

The fire in Lanxiang Pavilion has been a topic of conversation after tea and dinner for several months, but after a long time, it has gradually been forgotten.

Others could forget this, but Meng Wu couldn't, he would always remember the carriage that galloped past that night, the man who ran out of Lanxiang Pavilion with fire and his weak and contemptible self hiding in a dark corner.

He quietly went to the infirmary to inquire about the people who had gone to catch the burn medicine in recent months, and finally found Lu Hua and the little girl.

He didn't dare to explain the truth to Lu Hua, so he could only compensate them as much as possible in his own way to alleviate his guilt and sins.

"So you haven't asked Luhua the truth about that fire all these years?"

Ji Zheng grasped the key, his throat was blocked, and his chest was suffocated and painful.

Oh, it's better to know some things than never know!

Meng Wu finally told the secret that had been hidden for many years, and his heart suddenly collapsed, he slammed his head on the table, put his hands in his hair, and said bitterly: "The sins on my body are so deep, how dare I ask her those truths?" ”

He said that his sins were deep, and what sin did he have when he counted them seriously?

He didn't set the fire, he didn't kill the people, he just watched it happen and didn't stop it.

There are more people in this world who are cold bystanders, will they all be arrested and questioned?

Ji Zheng put the tip of his tongue against the root of his teeth, and had already roughly guessed the truth of the year, but he only felt absurd and ridiculous.

He saw that Meng Wu was trapped in painful self-blame and couldn't extricate himself, and sneered: "You should ask her, there is no one in Lanxiang Pavilion who has broken hands or feet, why only one of her came out in the end!" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Meng Wu asked excitedly, Ji Zheng was extremely angry, he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he got up and walked out of the room.

"Ji Zheng, you make it clear, you ......" Meng Wuda shouted and chased him out, Ji Zheng turned his hand and stuned him, and ordered in a cold voice: "Take it back, lock it up!" ”

Zhang Xu looked confused, didn't he want to take people back to be soldiers and draw drawings? Why is it going to be locked up again in the blink of an eye?

Ji Zheng's face was dark, and he was filled with Sen Han's piercing anger, Zhang Xu didn't dare to ask more questions at this time, and obeyed the order to drag Meng Wu away.

Ji Zheng walked from upstairs to downstairs, turned around, and the anger in his chest still couldn't be reduced by half a point, and finally went directly to the guest room where Ye Lin was staying and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Being woken up from his sleep, Ye Lin Feng asked angrily, Ji Zheng was silent, knocked on the door louder, Qiao Ling was awakened, rubbed his eyes and sat up, and asked in a daze: "Master, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Lin Feng guessed that it was Ji Zheng, and was trying to find a way to send Ji Zheng away, when there was a loud noise at the door, Ji Zheng directly raised his foot and kicked the door, the door bolt broke, and the stubble flew directly away.

The moonlight was as cold as water, casting a long shadow on Ji Zheng's tall figure in the room, like a demon with teeth and claws.

"Little bunny, what do you want to do?"

Ye Lin sat up from the bunk on the ground and blocked in front of Qiao Ling, Ji Zheng ignored him, walked straight to the bed, raised his hand and began to unbutton his long shirt: "I'll sleep here tonight." ”

"Where do you sleep? What do you think of our little Ling'er, do you believe it or not, old man......"

Ye Linfeng scolded loudly, Ji Zheng took off his robe and threw it on the coat pole on the side, and blocked Ye Linfeng's mouth with only one sentence.

"Shut up and sleep, or I'll have someone put you in a sack and throw it back to the Qiao Family Medical Center!"

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